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The Oakwell 100
Chapter Eight
Agent Stevenson sat in the small motel room, John and Bobby sat on their beds as they watched the news report on the TV, Sally Brown was reporting "I am stood outside the courthouse in San Francisco, where Judge George Hutchinson was murdered by the Oakwell 100. One of the Oakwell 100 was shot by the SWAT team but later escaped. The question that everybody is asking is when will FBI do something to stop this reign of terror? An FBI spokesman has said that there is still no pattern to these murders."
Agent Stevenson broke the silence between the three men, the air between him and John needed clearing "John I'm sorry, I didn't want to give the order to shoot Dean but I had no other choice if there had been any other way"
John nodded his head he understood "I know you had no choice but no father wants to see his children hurt"
"So the news reporter said that the Judge was due to retire in a few months, he was no kind of threat?" Bobby asked trying to bring the conversation back on track
"That's right; he told his colleagues that he was looking forward to travelling the world with his wife. According to forensics the explosions were just a diversion to allow the two boys inside the court house to escape" Stevenson informed them
John remembered what the demon had told him "The yellow-eyed demon told me that he'd seen the future and that these people the boys are killing pose some sort of threat to him" John stood and walked over to the window glancing out before turning back to them "this demonic virus is just a test, he needs an army for the up and coming war"
"What war?" Agent Stevenson looked from John to Bobby, total surprise written across his face
"They want to take over the world and turn it into hell" Bobby replied
"Hell on earth, we can't let that happen" Agent Stevenson's voice shook slightly with fear "There has got to be some way to stop them?"
"We'll find a way but for now I have more important things on my mind like getting my sons back" Just then John cell phone starting ringing he didn't bother looking at the caller ID "Hello" he barked down the phone
"John, Jim here, you still with Bobby?" John heard Pastor Jim familiar voice
"Yeah; why?"
Giving nothing away Pastor Jim asked "Where are you?"
"San Francisco, why what's going on?" John though Pastor Jim was being evasive
"I'm with Caleb we've found something, I don't want to talk about it over the phone can you meet us at Harvelle's Road House
"Sure, we'll leave now" John ended the call "Pack your gear Bobby, we're going to meet up with Jim and Caleb"
"What's going on?" Agent Stevenson stood up "Where are you going?"
"To meet up with some friends" John said to Agent Stevenson as he started to stuff his clothes and belonging into his old duffel bag. "We'll let you know what we find out"
Agent Stevenson took his leave stepping outside the motel room he climbed into the car alongside his partner
Agent Anderson turned to look at Stevenson "Did you tell him?"
"No" Agent Stevenson replied with a sigh "I couldn't"
"Why not? For god sake" Agent Anderson was astonished "He's a right to know the results of Sam's medical tests"
"How do you tell a man his sons are dying, that the virus running through their veins is attacking their immune system and at its current rate of speed they only have weeks to live?" Stevenson spat back
Agent Anderson started the engine and drove the car out of the motel parking lot "I know it sucks big time but we have to do it, it's comes with the job"
"Those boys are all he has" Agent Stevenson said looking out of the side window "I couldn't survive what he's going through"
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The journey was long and tiring, Bobby pulled the impala to a stop outside the slightly rundown road house. John woke from his restless sleep, he thought about the times he had spent in the impala with the boys, Sam and Dean bickering over nothing, what he'd give now to have them here fighting over who sat in the front seat, climbing out he stretched his stiff muscles and then collected his gear from the trunk of the car.
Inside the road house stale cigarette smoke filled the air; the jukebox was playing an Eagles song, John couldn't remember the name of the song, if Dean was here he would know for sure. The place was busy; John noticed all eyes turned towards him as he entered, after a minute their postures relaxed and they returned to their conversations and drinking
"Hello John, it's been a long time sweetie" Ellen shouted from behind the bar.
"Hi, it's been to long Ellen, how's that daughter of yours?" John asked
"Growing up fast" she replied as she picked up a bottle of Jack Daniels. "Sorry about your boys if there anything I can do, just ask"
"Thanks" John replied
"Come through to the back room, Jim and Caleb are there" Ellen led him and Bobby through to the back room where Pastor Jim and Caleb were sat around a table, it was completely covered with maps and books
There was no greetings, John was to emotionally drained for all of that, he was straight to the point "so what so important you couldn't tell me over the phone"
Pastor Jim looked at Caleb and then at John "We think we've found where the yellow-eyed demon is keeping the boys"
"Take a look at this" Caleb said as John and Bobby sat down, Pastor Jim poured them at drink of Jack
"Since the boys' disappearance there's been the usual demonic activity but here in the Arizona desert there has been a huge about of activity" Caleb pointed his finger to the area on the map
"What's there?" John asked taking a shot of whiskey
"That's it nothing just an abandoned air strip and an old airplane hangar" Pastor Jim replied filling John glass up again.
"An airplane hangar that's big enough to hold 100 boys?" Bobby asked
"Yeah, that what we think" Caleb replied looking at Pastor Jim for confirmation
"Trouble is once we get the boys back, what then, you just can't disappear with them" Pastor Jim said "God knows what this yellow-eyed demon has done to them"
"We going to need help on this one John" Caleb said "They're going to need medical attention; this demonic virus isn't just going to go away on its own"
"The FBI agent in charge of the case his on our side, he knows about the yellow-eyed demon" Bobby replied "He'll help"
"This yellow-eyed demon is one evil son of bitch" John said "How do we deal with him?"
"That's the hard part" Caleb said "I think we should go and stakeout the place, see what were up against"
"OK let's get going" John stood up
"John, you're not going anywhere tonight you look like shit" Pastor Jim informed him
"We'll leave first thing in the morning, we all could do with some rest" Bobby replied
"OK" John replied he had to admit he did feel like shit.
The next morning before they left for Arizona John called Agent Stevenson and told him briefly that they were heading to the Arizona desert and he would send him co-ordinates soon.
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Guy Harrison stepped into the plain black truck parked outside the FBI headquarters, he was wearing a plain black suit and tie with a white shirt, his light brown hair was cut short. He removed his sunglasses to reveal hazel-green eyes. "So Smith what do we have?"
Ian Smith turned on his swivel chair and removed his headphones "Agent Stevenson received a phone call earlier from a John Winchester, says he going to Arizona desert, once he gets there he's going to send Stevenson co-ordinates"
"Any mention of the Oakwell 100?" Harrison asked
"No" Smith replied "Do you want me to keep recording their conversations?"
"Yeah, I want four of our tactical teams ready as soon as we know the co-ordinates" Harrison replied
"Where will you be?" Smith asked
"With the president, he going to signs the papers, giving us full authority over the Oakwell 100 when we have them" Harrison looked at his watch " I'd better get going, you don't keep the President of the United States of America waiting." Harrison said as he left the truck.
"Can't wait to see the FBI's faces when I wave the presidential authorisation in their faces" Harrison smirked to himself
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John looked through his binoculars at the deserted air strip, moving slowly down the runway the old airplane hangar at the far end came into view. They had being watching the place for well over a day now and they had seen no activity, no electrical storms; no sign of the yellow-eyed demon or his boys. He turned away from the airfield to see Agent Stevenson fastened his bullet proof vest and checked his gun for the umpteen time; his SWAT unit and medical team were ready and waiting.
Agent Stevenson looked around at everyone his teams were ready just waiting for him to give the go ahead, he was surprised and puzzled to see Caleb and Bobby unloading bags of salt from their trucks "What's with the salt guy?"
"Protection from the demon" Bobby replied with a matter of fact tone
"Oh, right" that made no sense at all "Ok let's get this show on the road folks"
John cut the chain on the fence surrounding the air strip, the hunters, the two FBI agents and the SWAT unit fanned out, weapons ready they ran towards the hangar. Once there it was the SWAT unit that entered first through the hangar door.
John wasn't going to wait he followed the SWAT unit into the hangar, he gasped in shock at what he saw; there were four rows of camp beds on each bed lay a sleeping teenage boy, they were all connected by an IV to a bag full of sulphur coloured fluid. John moved slowly down the first row of beds desperately seeking his sons. At the end of the first row he started on the second. Half way down he found them laid side by side looking far too still and pale. John didn't know which one to check first for a pulse; he choice Sam first then Dean he was relieved that they both had steady ones but he didn't like that they both felt far too hot to his touch. Next John checked Dean's shoulder were the sniper had shot him, he pulled back the bandage covering the bullet wound and found that the wound hadn't been taken care of very well and looked infected. "Dean, Sam" John tried to wake them but found he couldn't rouse either one of them. Kneeling down between the camp beds he gave up on trying to wake them instead he took hold of the IV in Sam's arm and started to pull it free.
"No John, don't" Agent Stevenson shouted his concerns "Wait still the doctors have taken a look, you could be doing more harm than good" John decided that the FBI agent could be right
Bobby and Pastor Jim let the SWAT team secure the hangar their way while they started laying down the salt. Seeing that everything was secure Agent Anderson called for the team of doctors and nurses standing by outside the perimeter fence to come in.
As soon as the medical team came rushing into the hanger Agent Stevenson showed Dr Young over to Sam and Dean, immediately checking who needed priority he started examining Dean's shoulder before working quietly taking blood samples from Sam and doing various other tests before he spoke "I need to get the blood samples to the lab and get this sulphur coloured fluid that been pumped into them analyzed. I'm afraid it's what I feared Sam's condition as worsened"
John who had been standing quietly by watching the doctor work on his sons suddenly snapped his head up "What condition?"
"I'm sorry to say Mr Winchester that the virus in their bloodstream is attacking their immune system" Dr Young informed him
Suddenly John was gripped with fear as looked down at Sam and then at Dean "Are you saying my sons are dying?"
"Yes, as I informed Agent Stevenson before if we don't come up with a vaccine to neutralize the virus then I afraid so" Dr Young replied
John's anger flared as he turned on Agent Stevenson throwing a punch which knocked the FBI agent to the floor "You knew about this and you didn't think to tell me"
Rushing over Pastor Jim grabbed John's arm preventing his friend from striking the agent again. He knew only too well what John was capable of when he lost his temper especially when it involved his sons"
"It is a federal offence to strike an FBI agent" Agent Stevenson tentatively touched his cut lip as he climbed back to his feet "but I guess I deserved that one"
Outside the hangar four land rovers and two sheriffs' patrol cars pulled up, a smug looking Guy Harrison climbed out of the lead land rover and walked towards the hangar door. Entering he called out "Agent Stevenson"
Agent Stevenson spun round to see who had just called his name, seeing the unfamiliar suited man "Who are you?" he asked sharply
Glancing around the hangar "Guy Harrison, CIA I'm here to take over"
"On whose god damn authority?" Agent Stevenson yelled out as headed towards the CIA agent ready to kick him out
"By the President himself" Guy Harrison removed from his inside jacket pocket a white envelope and passed it to Agent Stevenson. "The President believes that the Oakwell 100 are a danger to themselves and to the people of America"
"They're dying what threat do they pose?" Agent Stevenson yelled demanding to know
Agent Harrison ignored Stevenson's question "They will remain in CIA custody until a vaccine is found and if they should survive they will be evaluated to see if they are deemed fit to rejoin society. The Sheriff here will escort you off the air strip, the doctors and nurses can stay until my own team of medics arrive."
Agent Stevenson read the presidential letter it was a direct order one he couldn't dispute so he dejectedly handed it back to the CIA agent "Ok let's move out"
Seeing the SWAT team leaving John yelled out "No way am I leaving my sons" not now he'd found them they couldn't expect him to just walk away.
"Sheriff Tyler, will you escort Mr Winchester out if he resists arrest him" Guy Harrison ordered "Here's my card, my contact details are on it"
John stood his ground his fists clenched at his sides he wasn't going to move. Caleb, Bobby and Pastor Jim looked at each other they didn't like the situation anymore than John but they knew John getting himself arrested wasn't going to help Dean or Sam.
Bobby walked up to John taking the card from the CIA agent's out stretched hand "Come on John, this won't help your boys"
John gritted his teeth together "I'm not leaving my sons"
"Sheriff Tyler" Guy Harrison ordered
TBC